Postulating

I’m not like everybody else,
He whistled to himself, as
He imagined bus conversion no.19,
Where the worst kind of 19 year old,
Blazered knight of the round glasses,
Lower decked Upper class,
Departs with a pointless, sly aside:
“I don’t like your posture”
To which he replies :
“I think you should take that
Oar you stick,
Plunge it in the Henley Thames
And to where you came from,
Back off you fuck”.
It was then he realised,
He’s just like everybody else.